love metaphor (Remove filter)
Building a fire
There's 2 sticks
Give it A lot of friction
A slow building tension
Allow it some time It'll start, don't whine
See the little embers?
all of the smoke?
Take a step back so you don't choke.
Give it room to breathe
Just watch, you'll see.
See, there's a little flame
all you need is a little time and patience
You wouldn't want all that effort to be wasted.
...
Tuesday 25th August 2020 2:59 am
After The Storm
After The Storm
Not long after the downpour,
steam dragged itself
from the sheen of cobbles
in an effort to reach
the tiny rainbows
bouncing for the sun.
There was a wet smell in the air,
like the heaving body of a wolf
dying on a riverbank,
choking on its own blood
after the arrow
had pierced its throat.
The deep rumble of thunder
shuddered...
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